Mustang Sally

MUSTANG SALLY PART 2

CHAPTER 1

I was at my buddy Bill's house one weekend in September hanging out. We had been friends for years. Met at a place both of us used to work at but no longer do. We were grilling some burgers and drinking a few beers. His wife, Dana, was in the house with Dolores, a lady I had just started dating. They were making some baked beans and potato salad to go with the burgers.

Bill asked about my car. The Chevelle. He knew it was in the shop getting the engine rebuilt. It had developed a valve tick and I decided to just go ahead and get it rebuilt. I had been wanting to do that anyway. I told him they said it would be about a month. I was driving my old pickup in the meantime.

Bill said he was considering getting an old Mustang. That he had a 67 when he was a teenager. Nothing special. Just a coupe with a 6 cylinder and automatic tranny. He said he always loved the old Mustangs and every time he saw one he got the bug. He had gotten a little inheritance when his dad passed 2 years ago and he was thinking about using it to get one. He said, "I thought maybe since you're kinda in the circle with classic car guys, you might know somebody that has one for sale."

"I can't think of any right off, but if I run across one, I'll let you know. Anything in particular? As far as year, body style, engine?"

"Not really. 73 or older. I hate the newer ones. Preferably 8 cylinder, 4 speed. Convertible would be nice, but not a requirement. I know I can't be real choosy because I only got 30 grand to spend. Dana's not real crazy about it but she finally agreed to let me spend 30,000 of my inheritance on one.

"You should be able to find something decent for that. You ain't gonna get a Mach 1 or GT500 or anything, but you can get a nice car for that. I'll keep my eyes open."

"Thanks. These burgers are ready. Would you ask the girls if they're ready?"

I went in and helped the girls carry stuff out to the picnic table.

After we ate and Dolores and I were getting ready to leave I was talking to Bill. I said, "I do have a friend that has a Mach 1. I'll ask if she knows anybody that has one for sale. Usually car freaks, like me, know others with the same kind of cars. I"ll let you know what I find out."

"Thanks. That would be great."

CHAPTER 2

I called Bonnie the next day. I hadn't talked to her in a couple of weeks. We didn't talk a lot since she met her new boyfriend. Mostly texts, but a call here and there. It had been 6 months since our hookup when we met. We chatted for a little while and caught up with what was going on in our lives.

Then she said, "It's funny. I was thinking about calling you. There's a car show going on next weekend down your way and I was going to see if you were going."

"You mean the one in Waynesburg?"

"Yeah. I think it's the last one of the season and I wanted to go one more time before winter. Rob's gonna be out of town. And he's not much of a car guy anyway. To him they're just a means of transportation. So he don't like the shows. He'll go with me to make me happy, but he'd rather look at computers."

"I hadn't planned on going. Kimmie's in the shop. I finally decided to get the engine redone. That's kind of a long drive for you. Probably 70 miles from where you live."

"Yeah. But I got nothing else to do. And I want to do something before the weather gets bad."

"Yeah. I get it." I told her I had called to see if she knew anybody that had a Mustang for sale. That a friend of mine wanted one. And I thought maybe she would know somebody.

"Actually, I do. I think it's a 73. Fastback. 302 automatic, I think, but I'm not positive. Seems to me he was asking 20. He would probably come down a little because it needs some work. Probably a pretty good deal. I can give you his number if you want."

"Yeah. Please."

"Hang on a sec. I gotta dig it out of my purse. I wrote it on the back of a card."

She gave me the number. "You know. He'll be there with his car at the show next weekend. Your friend could see it there."

"Unfortunately he'll be gone next weekend."

"Oh. Well, anyway, would you like to go down with me? You could see it and tell him what you think."

"Actually, that sounds good. I haven't been to a show since the last one you and I went to."

"Yeah, that one was a dud. I promise this one will be better."

"Okay. Like I said, Kimmie's in the shop. Do you want to ride down in my truck?"

"Fuck no. I ain't ridin' in no truck. Just kiddin'. But, seriously, I'm taking Sally. I'll pick you up. Give me your address."

I gave her my address and she said she'd pick me up at 11. The show was from noon 'til 5 PM Saturday.

I said, "It's nice to hear your voice again. Much better than texts. And I'm looking forward to seeing you. It's been a long time."

"Yeah. Nice to hear your voice, too. I'm looking forward to it, also. I've thought a couple of times about calling you for lunch or something, but it seems something always got in the way."

"Yeah. Same here."

I told Dolores I was going to a car show with an old friend next Saturday. I didn't mention it was a pretty female friend. One with whom I had had sex.

CHAPTER 3

Bonnie pulled up at my house Saturday at 11 AM as planned. She got out of her car as I came out my door. The first thing I noticed was that she had cut and restyled her hair. It was much shorter, and curly. It looked good. And I complimented her on it. She was wearing a sundress. White with a flowery design. Low cut enough to show just a hint of cleavage. And short enough to show her gorgeous legs. I wore shorts and an AC/DC t-shirt. After hugging each other I held her at arm's length and looked her up and down. I told her she looked like a million bucks. And that I had missed her. She said, "Same here. I've thought about you often. It's really great to see you again, finally."

"Shall we go?" I asked.

She tossed me the keys and said, "You're driving."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Remember our deal? I drove Kimmie. Now it's your turn to drive Sally. If you want to, that is."

"Hell yeah. She's one fine ride. Plus Kimmie's been in the shop so I've just been driving a boring old truck."

"Then let's do it."

I took it easy until we were out on the open road. Bonnie told me I could try it out if I wanted to. I stopped and took off from a dead stop. She lost traction and smoked the tires. I let off to get traction and Sally shot forward. I backed off when I hit 90. "Fucking awesome!"

"Nice, ain't she?"

"You said that right."

We drove on towards the show in Waynesburg. It gave us time to catch up on what's been going on in each other's life. When we arrived at the show not all of the cars were there yet. They were still coming in and registering. We got Sally registered and parked in her spot, then went to one of the food trucks and got some lunch. I asked Bonnie how it was going with her new boyfriend. She said fine, but I sensed she wasn't being 100% honest. But I didn't press it. When she asked about my new relationship I told her it was still too early to tell, but it seemed to be going really well. That I like Dolores a lot and she seems to like me. Not serious yet, but going well.

I met her friend Charles, the one with the Mustang for sale. It was a pretty nice car, but like she said, it needs some work. A little mechanical as well as a paint job. I told him I would tell my friend that I thought it was a good prospect and asked if the price was firm. He said he was willing to negotiate.

CHAPTER 4

We left the show about 4 o'clock. Bonnie drove home. When we got to my place I asked if she wanted to come in. She said she'd love to see where I live. I gave her the grand tour, which isn't much. It's a small, 2 bedroom, brick house Kimmie and I had bought when we got married. I hadn't changed anything since her passing.

We sat down with a couple of sodas to shoot the breeze. Bonnie excused herself to go to the restroom. I got us each another soda.

Bonnie stood in the middle of the room when she came back. She seemed a little nervous. I asked if everything was okay. "Yeah," she replied."It's just that. Well. I want to ask you something, but I'm a little reluctant."

"Don't be. Just ask. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Well. The thing is." She hesitated a moment, then quickly slid the straps of her sundress off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She stood there naked. She had nothing on under the sundress. Then she spoke rapidly. "Will you have sex with me? I know you're in a serious relationship, and I don't want to ruin that. But sex with Rob is unsatisfying. He's a great guy and all, but he's not very adventurous when it comes to sex, and I need more."

"Whoa," I said. "Slow down. Yes, I am in a serious relationship, and I don't want to jeopardize that. I'm sorry to hear your sex life is lacking, but I don't think it's a good idea for us to do anything. Why don't you put your clothes back on and we'll talk?"

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you on the spot like that. But it was amazing when we had sex a while back. And I've thought about it often. I hate to admit it, but sometimes when Rob and I are doing it, I fantasize about you while he's screwing me." While she was talking, she had come over and sat beside me on the couch. She did not put her clothes back on as I had suggested. She was also on the verge of tears.

I reluctantly hugged her to console her. She laid her head on my shoulder and sobbed. "I thought something was a little off when I asked about your relationship."

"Yeah. I like him a lot. He's good to me. Kind, appreciative, caring, attentive. But when it comes to sex he's pretty vanilla. And if the sex isn't fulfilling, it's kind of a deal breaker for me. I'm a pretty sexual person. I'm sorry. I shouldn't burden you with this."

I was acutely aware that I had a beautiful, naked woman in my arms asking me to fuck her. And so was my dick. It had grown into about half a chubby. I rubbed Bonnie's bare back and told her it was okay. That I considered her a good friend and it was okay to tell me everything.

She raised her head from my shoulder, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said "Thank you. You are a good friend." She then leaned in and kissed me. That's when I lost control. I returned her kiss and stuck my tongue between her lips.

We kissed passionately as I rubbed up and down her back. She half stood up, straddled my legs, and sat on my lap, all the while keeping her mouth locked to mine. I brought a hand around to caress her breasts. The other went under her to her ass. Her hand reached down between us and found my half hard cock under my shorts.

I lowered my head to suck on her hard nipples. She was unbuckling my belt and undoing the button at the top of my shorts. She slid off of my lap to the floor. She finished undoing my shorts and slid them and my underwear off, and removed my sneakers. As soon as they were off she took my penis into her mouth and started blowing me. I lifted my t-shirt up and over my head.

I leaned forward and reached down to her ass. I cupped and fondled her ass as she sucked me. I ran a finger along the length of her ass crack, and fingered her ass hole. She grabbed my cock in her hand and started furiously jerking me off while keeping the head in her mouth. It did not take long until I was emptying my balls into her waiting mouth.

When I was done shooting my load I pulled her up by her armpits. She stepped up onto the couch and I leaned back. She stood above me and I pulled her crotch down to my face. She had her hands on the wall behind me for support, her knees on the back of the couch, and her pussy in my face. I licked her hot, dripping pussy for all I was worth. She had trimmed her pubic hair, but she still had a fairly hairy pussy. I licked up and down the length of her engorged lips. I reached up and cupped her ass in my hands and held her crotch tightly against my face. I gently chewed on her cunt lips and reached above me to feel her tits. Her nipples were as hard as little rocks. She ground her pelvis against my mouth. I stuck my tongue as far into her as I could and she let loose with a gusher of cum. It squirted from between her lips with all the force that I shoot when I cum. I held my mouth to her pussy and it filled up and ran down my chin. I swallowed her sweet tasting juices and licked her pussy as clean as I could, but she was still dripping.

She sat down onto my lap once again. We kissed and ran our hands all over each other's body. She reached down and found my cock between her legs. As she fondled it, it grew to full erection again. She raised up and inserted it into her wet pussy. She eased back down onto it.

She slowly rocked her hips back and forth. We kissed passionately and let our hands roam. I pulled my lips away so I could suck her tits. She rocked back and forth on my cock as I sucked her tits. She started raising and lowering her pelvis, fucking up and down on my hard dick. She screamed and came again. "Holy fucking shit! I'm cumming again. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. OHHHHH!" She came again with a vengeance. Her juices ran all down my cock, over my balls, and all over my thighs.

When her orgasm subsided she got on her knees beside me and stuck her ass up in the air. I got on my knees behind her and inserted my cock into her hot, wet, dripping pussy from behind. I held her hips as I pumped in and out. She sat up on her knees and I grasped her tits from behind. I caressed and squeezed her tits as I pumped into her. She turned her head so we could kiss. I fucked her from behind, kissed her lips, fondled her breasts, and slid a hand down to her pussy.

I found her protruding clit and fingered it. She started screaming again and I knew she was going to cum. I pumped into her more furiously as I fingered her clit and we both came at the same time. Our juices mingled and ran out of her full pussy, down her thighs, and all down the fronts of my legs.

We were both done at this point. The whole episode had taken no more than 20 minutes. It was fast and intense. And fully satisfying to us both.

We laid down on the couch. In a wet spot of course. I in the back, she in front of me with our bodies molded together. I continued to feel up and down the length of her gorgeous body as we regained our normal breathing and heart rates, and she wriggled her ass against my now soft cock.

When we were recovered, we got up and got dressed. She said, "Thank you. I needed that. Some kinda bad. I haven't cum like that since our last time. Like I said, Rob can't make me cum like that. But, I'm sorry. I shouldn't lay that on you."

"It's okay. I'm just glad that I can make you cum like that. And, trust me, I get just as good as I give. Better. You are one hell of a good lover."

I told her she needs to teach Rob what she needs. She said she's tried, but he just wants straight missionary position, then he's done after one time. She said she really cares for him, but they don't really have much in common, and the sex isn't good, so she's thinking about ending it.

We talked a while longer, then she said she had to go. We hugged, kissed, and promised to stay in touch. I asked her to let me know how things worked out and she said she would.

I showered and called Dolores. I told her the show was good and that we had a good time. I asked if she wanted to go out or something and she said she'd love to. I picked her up and we went to get something to eat.

I called Bill the next day and told him about the Mustang for sale. He seemed interested and said he would contact the guy.